House of Flame and Shadow (Crescent City, #3)

by Sarah J. Maas

She knew he could communicate, even with the gorsian stones halting his magic and slowing his healing.

Convenient

Amren picked at an invisible speck on her silk blouse.

Lmfao love the awareness, SJM

But inside him, beyond that sea of pain and despair, Bryce was the entirety of his world. His mate. His wife. His princess. Prince Hunt Athalar Danaan. He would have hated the last name were it not for the fact that it was a marker of her ownership over his soul, his heart.

Nesta took one first. Then Azriel’s hand, battered and deeply scarred, slid around hers.

She can just casually take two people now???

Starting with Tristan Flynn—who might seem like an irreverent idiot, but is fully capable of ripping you apart with his bare hands—and

Justice for Flynn

Baxian said softly, “Let me shoulder this burden. You can get the next one.”

Uh is Baxian lowkey the best?

Like calls to like.

Ugh

“We burned it,” Sasa said, a deep orange.

The sprites are so damn badass

“Do you know Rigelus?” “You speak his name very casually for a worm.” “We’re closely acquainted.”

Haaaahahaa

“You’re as much of a monster as they are,” Nesta accused. Bryce knew. She’d always known. “Love will do that to you.”

Wut. Since when? How exactly is she monstrous?

“If I were to guess … The same thing Sofie Renast’s lightning was hunted for: to resurrect the dead.”

Uh wut. That's convenient

Not to mention that you’re alive, and much easier to command than a corpse.” “There are some Archangels who might disagree with you.”

Hah

Another bit of guilt to burden his soul. He didn’t know how he wasn’t already broken beneath the sheer weight of it.

Apparently, magical interstellar travel didn’t care about physics.

A soft, taunting laugh. How had her mother ever loved this cold-blooded reptile?

Good question

He hadn’t been able to get on that boat. Ketos might be able to walk away from the consequences of his actions, but Ithan couldn’t.

Oof

“Well, that’s one way of knocking,” drawled Jesiba Roga.

Yaaaaaaas

“Defiant to a fault.”

“Ready the hatch for an aerial landing.”

This getaway is the first time I've been excited this entire book. Let's Gooooooo

Bryce stepped into the explosion in the heart of it. Stepped into her power.

Idk what's going on here but it feels unnecessary

Lidia shoved every bit of despair, every bit of defiance, down deep. Her feelings didn’t matter. Only Actaeon and Brann mattered.

My mama heart is straining

Fuck, she and Bryce would get along well. The fact that both of them were on this ship … Part of him wanted to run and hide.

HAH

Slowly, she looked back, her face a mask of utter contempt, and said before she shut the door in his face, “You don’t deserve to hear it.”

!!!

“I thought it was the cats who had a problem with curiosity.”

Ithan reeled. “I’m nobody.” Jesiba gave him a disdainful look, but her phone rang before she could answer him.

Stars and planets and rainbow clouds of nebulas swirled around them, darkness cut with lightning brighter than the sun.

Wut

“Now I don’t fucking care who you are, so long as you’re mine.” Her eyes shot to his, again full of surprise. “Because I’m yours, Day. I’m fucking yours.”

Lidia snickered. Then grabbed his hand, tugging him back into a steady, paced run. “I want to be the only one who gets to appreciate it from now on.” He couldn’t stop the purely male smugness that flooded him. “I can live with that.”

“I didn’t realize you guys were, like, intergalactic saviors,” Bryce said. Aidas’s mouth quirked upward. She could have sworn Apollion’s did, too.

Bryce leveled a cool look at the Prince of the Ravine. “I’m sick and tired of people using girl as an insult.”

Hell yes

Ruhn, who had driven the sword right through their father’s cold heart.

Fist pumping commence

Ember hugged her back, content to be there—to hold her daughter for one moment longer. This was what really mattered in the end.

And as his howl finished echoing, he could have sworn he heard a male wolf’s cry float up from the Bone Quarter itself.

Crying

“That bullet,” Connor said, nodding to where Ithan held it, “was made by us—the dead. For Bryce.” A soft, pained smile crossed his face at her name. “To use with the Godslayer Rifle.”

Connor making me cry 3/3 books

“We did this once before, remember?” Flynn said to Ruhn. “Meeting up with Lidia once she’d sprung you and Athalar was a trial run for the big show.”

And Hunt went, as he’d go anywhere, so long as it was with her.

So much destruction. Hyperconcentrated angelic wrath.

Ruhn snarled, saying the words he hadn’t dared voice until now, “She’s my mate, you fucker.”

hair floating up in a golden halo, embers swirling around her head.

Lots of magical halos in these books

Lidia turned Mordoc and the two snipers into ashes with a thought.

Uuuhh... Too OP?

She was not the scared female she’d been a week ago, running from him down the hall.

A WEEK?!!?

“She’ll get thrown in, too,” Hunt whispered to Shahar. That ghostly hand pressed—lightly, as if it was all she could manage—on his hand. On the button.

Or maybe a jealous ghost-ex?? Like didn't Hunt realize she sucked??

Bryce’s teeth were chattering now, but she faced Aidas. “Will we see you again?” Aidas smiled wickedly. “Do you wish to?” “No,” Bryce said, and meant it. “Grateful as we are … I think we have different definitions for the word pet.”

YES pls Aidas we want to see you!!!

Tharion inclined his head. “Hello, Ariadne.”

Aaaaand we're leaving Tharion at that?!

Apparently, Jesiba had been anticipating this transfer of ownership—she’d made Ithan pack most of the artifacts up.

Lmfao Jesiba